TSR Song - #chickasha #ninnekah #oklahoma #narcowoman #puta #dwarftommy

She was tired of Steve-Oh
Been together too long
Like a worn out recording
Of an old country song

While he laid there sleeping
Thought who next she would bed
She saw a guy at Loves
His eyes looked kind of dead

If you like brain dead Latinas
Living at the park in the rain
If you're not into mental yoga
If you have only half a brain

If you like screamers at midnight
If you look like a bearded ape
Then your the one I'm looking for
Hop in my car and escape

So she picked him up at Loves
Living in his clothes, looked kinda sad
He knew she had no standards
Out of the weather, he was really glad

I will be your old lady
People will be kind of mean
But if I’m your old lady
Smoking meth will be a routine

Yes, I like brain dead Latinas
Living at the park in the rain
I'm into Taco Bell at midnight
Texas Steel Reserve is my champagne

I like screamers at midnight
I look like a short bearded ape
I’m the one you are looking for
I’ll hop in your car and escape

Meet you tomorrow at noon
Through the crime scene tape
At a bar called the Lee’s
And we'll plan our escape

Waited there with high hopes
And he walked in the place
She knew him in an instant
Saw the bugs on his face

He looked real shady
He said I think I remember you
She laughed for a moment
And she saw he barely knew

If you like brain dead Latinas
Living at the park in the rain
Like watching tornados
Texas Steel Reserve is your champagne

If you like screaming at midnight
If you look like a bearded ape
You’re the dwarf I’ve looked for
Come to my trailer and escape

If you like brain dead Latinas
Living at the park in the rain
If you're not into mental yoga
If you have only half a brain

I like screaming at midnight
I like short bearded apes
I’m into Taco Bell at Midnight
After a six pack we’ll escape

They’ll get married tomorrow
Cut through the crime scene tape
At a bar called Lee’s
After a six pack they will escape